Chapter 469: Run

A thunderous snarl echoed through the trees, sending the birds on flight. It came from deep within the woods, followed by the rattling clang of chains and another guttural growl.

Asher and Alaric managed to take Roman to one of the cabins in the woods which miraculously had a basement.

Getting away from Violet had cleared their heads. Her intoxicating scent that clouded their thoughts had lifted with the mountain air, but the same couldn’t be said for Roman.

He was too far gone.

Asher had left Alaric in charge and driven to town to gather everything he needed to restrain Roman.

It had been reckless not to track the lunar calendar. But with everything that had happened so far, keeping tabs on the full moon had been the last thing on his damn mind. And now, this was happening.

The basement was dim, lit only by a single bare bulb swinging from a frayed wire.

Roman was on the far end of the room, shackled to the wall with chains bolted into stone. Though his eyes were no longer slitted, it still glowed with a serpent’s malice. He pulled at the chains and it rattled violently while the floorboards groaned as he paced his cage.

"Easy," Alaric called, standing a few feet away from him, his hands sparkling with lightning just in case.

But Roman bared his teeth at him in defiance. He hadn’t shifted completely, but the effect of the full moon had a cruel grip on him turning him half-creature, half-man, all rage.

"This is the first time I’ve seen him gone this feral." Asher pointed out, checking him out slowly, careful not to provoke Roman further.

"You think this is because of Violet?" Alaric asked. Not that he too wasn’t suspecting it.

"Hundred percent."

"The Matebond?"

Asher’s expression—recognition, maybe—but it was gone just as fast, when he said, "Matebond or not, we

restraints, his muscles flexing as growls ripped through his throat.

place won’t hold him. He’d bring this cabin down on us. By any chance, will we be able to

werewolves, it had cells built for this

me." Asher replied, eyes never leaving Roman. "We make do

sigh. "We’d do everything to keep

he knew tonight was going to be a tough

at

The heat was unbearable.

was never satiated. She was no longer herself but a vessel of wild, aching,

took her in every position he could, fucking her hard and fast while Violet matched him,

uncountable times, her climax built fast, devastating,

as her body pulsed around him. She was light, fire, and stars exploding

she couldn’t request for more. Her body had been stretched beyond its limit. She needed rest

told her, tugging her hair out of her face. He was exhausted

Griffin’s arms, the haze of her heat finally thinning and letting her breathe. Her body ached

arms stayed locked around her like

peace was a fragile

stirred. His ears perked, sharp and alert, catching something she couldn’t hear yet. His body tensed beneath her like a coiled

whispered, tapping

She blinked, groggy. "What...?"

voice was

it too, heavy boots on the stairs, muffled voices, and the metallic click of weapons. Thankfully, her fever had eased enough that she

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